The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Zhao Shi walked slowly towards Wu Tianlin's direction, his speed was extremely steady and extremely slow.

Although he forcibly took over the three fireball spells of the immortal cultivator in the mid-stage of Qi refining, his internal organs suffered huge trauma, and Zhao Shi's injury was aggravated by recklessly killing Tai Ritian after the injury.

Don't look at him as if he is still intact on the outside, but the internal organs under the seemingly intact skin have been seriously displaced, ruptured, and hemorrhaged, and even a faint smell of meat can be smelled locally, which is already half-cooked.

He didn't care whether Wu Tianlin ran away or just stayed there. When Wu Tianlin ran, he would make the wound on his body slightly deeper and kill Wu Tianlin. It was estimated that Wu Tianlin's energy and blood could heal his deepened injury and there was still some surplus.

It is better not to run, and the profit is more.

Wu Tianlin didn't run away, Zhao Shi came to his side, he didn't care about the huge confusion in his heart, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and swung the sword out.

"President, wait"

A millimeter away from the sword and Wu Tianlin's neck, the urgent sound of the spear came.

The spear was half broken, his thigh was broken, his right arm disappeared, and the fracture was smooth. His left arm propped on the ground and crawled over quickly like a small worm, shedding a pool of blood on the ground.

If he hadn't completely turned off the pain sensation, he would probably have died of pain by now.

The long spear begged: "President, Old Wu is just very curious. After all, unlike us, he must be very curious about cultivators, so he couldn't help but come over and take a look. There is no malice."

The surrounding players also discovered what was going on here, and gathered around to dissuade them.

"That's right, President, the old Wu is quite nice, so don't kill him."

The flying snail was lucky this time, it didn't die, but there was a long and narrow wound on his chest, from his left shoulder to his right thigh, the wind blade had exhausted his kinetic energy, and he didn't cut him in half , I have to say that the battlefield is a place where miracles are born.

He also chimed in and said, "Yes, President, we were able to win this time, and Old Wu has taught us a lot. If Old Wu didn't teach with all his heart, we wouldn't be able to learn it."

"Yes, President"

"Old Wu, your curiosity is too serious, it must have aroused the suspicion of the president."

"Quickly explain to the president."

A player with only his upper body left gave Wu Tianlin desperate winks, signaling him to smooth things over.

Wu Tianlin couldn't help looking at Zhao Shi: "I..."

He couldn't continue, the bloodthirsty red light in Zhao Shi's eyes had grown to an inch, and the desire for food contained in it made Wu Tianlin's heart shudder, and he swallowed the prepared words involuntarily.

Zhao Shi tried hard to restrain the instinctive desire of his broken body, the red light in his eyes converged, he looked at the players around who were either half disabled or had broken legs or arms, and fell silent for a moment, then put the sword back into the scabbard:

"It seems so, I misunderstood, I'm sorry."

He remembered how these people tried their best to stop him when they faced Tai Ritian's wind blade and fireball. Many people's broken arms and legs appeared for him to block the gun. Zhao Shi couldn't bear to see the expectant eyes of a child, and continued to slash Wu Tianlin's neck with his sword.

"Woo! Good! Old Wu, you're all right!"

The surrounding players cheered. To be honest, Zhao Shi has always been disowned by his relatives, and they never thought that Zhao Shi would show mercy under their persuasion.

But after all, Old Wu is an NPC they like very much, so I can't bear him to just confess like this.

Wu Tianlin also showed emotion on his face. He also knew that the players were afraid of Zhao Shi. He didn't expect that they would plead for him, a person who had only been with him for a few days. All of a sudden, he felt mixed feelings, nana: "Thank you everyone ..."

"Hiss, I feel so uncomfortable, I'll take a step first, brothers, see you in three days."

Although the pain sensation has been turned off,

But looking at his upper body and his lower body, which had gone nowhere, a player showed pain, picked up a knife and wiped his neck.

"It's true, if you die early, you will be reborn early, and I will leave too."

The players around said goodbye together when they heard the words, drew their swords and wiped their throats.

Long Qiang advised Wu Tianlin: "Old Wu, I'll take a step first, don't mess with the president.

The president is very talkative, as long as you don't mess with him, he won't even think about you. "

After finishing speaking, he also wiped his neck. His arm was broken. Now the player level is still low, and there is no effective way to connect the broken arm. In the future, you can't let a player with a broken arm be a Yang Guo, right?

The sound of drawing swords and wiping their necks kept ringing, and soon there were only a dozen or so players around, including the flying snail, with intact arms and torsos. Even Sunset Sanxi and Little Fatty Merry Yato were dead. He was killed by the bombing, what a pity.

Seeing the skillful movements of wiping his neck around him, Wu Tianlin swallowed, feeling extremely penetrating.

The flying snail came to Wu Tianlin and said politely, "Old Wu, can you help us find a carriage? We really can't move now."

Wu Tianlin hurriedly said, "I'll go right away."

...

At the guild's residence, Zhao Shi looked relieved at the thin figure crouching on the ground with his knees hugged in front of the ruins of his attic.

He slowly came to her side and teased: "Xiao Ling'er, what are you doing, counting ants?"

"My son!!!"

Zhao Ling'er raised her head in surprise, threw herself into Zhao Shi's arms and cried, "I thought you were dead, sister Yue said that a fairy came and told me to leave quickly, I thought I would never see you again , woo woo woo..."

Zhao Shi smiled and comforted: "How is it possible, I am invincible, your young master, how could I die?"

He patted Zhao Ling'er's back lightly, and he knew the fear in her heart from her trembling shoulders, just like a homeless puppy.

Yes, who else is her relative in the world? Besides yourself, who else can you rely on emotionally?

The feeling of being alone in this vast world is really both familiar and uncomfortable.

Near the attic, Sun Yue's office was still in good condition. Zhao Shi couldn't help but smile bitterly and gently put the sleeping Zhao Ling'er on the small bed where she was taking her lunch break, and gently wiped away the cat-like tear stains on her face with a wisp of internal force. and stains, and then covered her with a quilt, and slowly separated her curled up.

It was only Zhao Shi who had to use force, and her small brows frowned, feeling very dissatisfied with Zhao Shi's change of her curled up position. After Zhao Shi tried a few times, she let her go. Anyway, she just slept for an afternoon.

It was really difficult for her to be able to fall asleep while crying, she was weak and helpless.

After placing her, a small translucent head slipped out from her waist, patted her chest in fear, and cried, "Zhao Shi, Sister Yue is dead, I saw her commit suicide by taking poison." gone."

"She told us to go first, delaying us for time, and then we couldn't see her when we came back after waiting for a long time."

The murderous intent in Zhao Shi's eyes dissipated again, and he said to Yang Qing: "It's okay, she will be resurrected in three days and appear in front of you again, and there will be no change."

Sun Yue is not even a martial artist in the early stage of body training, so he will not be dropped.

"Really?" Yang Qing looked at Zhao Shi tearfully.

"real."